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JThe Gainesville Eagle Pub.ished Every Fiidav Morning BY EE D WIM i: & HAM The Official Organ of Hall, Banks, Towns, Kaoun, bniou and Dawson counties, and the city or Gainesville. Has a large general circulation in twelve other counties in Northeast Georgia, and iwo counties in Western North Carolina. K DITO Rl AL EAGLETS. W hen some enterprising railroad man goes to make a map of his spe cial line of road to show its direct connection between given points, it is wonderful with what ease he can warp the whole United States to suit his scheme and make his road a bee line, regardless of State and county linos and without the least care for such obstructions as mountains and valleys, rivers and lakes. Prof, Tice, the well known weather prophhet, fell over a pile of dirt, in Covington, Ky., tha other day, and broke his arm. In consequence, he has been unable to give his usual prognostications,which very likely ac counts for the uninterrupted spell of fine weather, which has lasted through sevoral days. Another case of the power of prayer. A California hawk pounced down on p, poll parrot and the latter having been religiously bro'ught up-- shouted out, Oil Lord save me,’ 1 which so frightened the hawk ously afar off. ——- - .*~y— The extra session of congress will assemble on next Tuesday. There will be a hot contest between Black burn of Kentucky and Randall G’ Pennsylvania for the democr tie nomination for the speakership. W. D. Kelly will be the republican can didate. The democratic majority in the next house of representatives will not lie so largo as it was in the last, but it will bo decided enough to car ry any party measure over both the republicans and groeabackers, if the members are united and firm. Congress has adjourned, and Rev. ill, of the Meriwether Vindicator, can now gallop down to the jungles of Greenville and familiarize his fairy lingers with primer and burgeois while “Mrs. Vindicator” looks after the family washing. Wherefore Bm Bailor’s silonce Does he intend to drop entirely out of the politics of the country? Ben is a regular old political die-dapper, you know where he went down but you cannot tell where he is going to come up. A Michigan man tried to whip his wife because she would • not bring in wood. She threw him down, tied Lis hands behind him and marched him off’ to a justice of the peace. Hereafter there will bo peace in that family. Garfield will likely be the candi date of the republicans for speaker of the house in the 46th congress. The democrats will run either Ran dall or Blackburn. The chances are now in favor of the latter. The Augusta Evening News wants to know why the street sprinkler does not coma up as far us the office of that journal. Knows your weak ness Billy. He is aware that water is not your best holt. The grand possibilities of Ohio men under the present administra tion seem to have stimulated the production. CVer fifty pairs of male twins have been born there this sea son. They had a machine for hatching eggs, and now a scientist has in vented another for making them. With these two a mau can build his spring chickens to or ler. It is remarkable with what una nimity “the outs” declare the salaries of “the ins’’ are too high. They are so high they cannot reach them, hence the trouble. . California threatened to secede if Hayes vetoed the Cnineso bill. He has done so. Now let the riot be gin “tew oncet” as Artomus Ward would observe. We would like to know how Ales Stephens and Ben Hill like Rev. Fel ton’s antics of late, he whom they so unanimously endorsed last summer. Felton or Wofford will be the in dependent candidate for governor. Whoever he is ho will boeternalh aiK,d everlastingly lambasted. How sweet aud holy a thing is a sister’s kiss, says an exchauge. Yes, indeed, if it happens to be some oth er fellow’s sister. Tho nimble Ilea is oilmg up his joints, putting new points on his tweezers and getting ready for spring business. A Greensboro bar-room is named “Wade Hampton.” Such are the base uses to which wo are brought by fame. If all men follow their noses will not the mau with a crooked nose walk around in a circle? You can buy a Mexican god for five cents, but he is no good in a dry spell. They say that Bayard is fond of the old Virginia reel. The Gainesville Eagle VOL. X I!. A DETECTIVE'S STORY, During the year 1818 the West was flooded with counter!.ft coin. It was so well manaufactured that ir passed readily. The evil at last became so great that the United States author ities requested a skillful detective might be sent to ferret out the nest of coiners. I was fixed upon to per form the duty. I had nothing to guide me. The fact, however, that Chicago was the city where the counterfeit coin was most abundant, led me to suspect that the manufactory might be some- where within its limits. It was, therefore, to the capital of the West that I first proceeded. I spent five weeks in that beautiful city, but with out gaining the slightest clue of the counterfeiters. I began to grow discouraged, and really thought I should be obliged to return home without having achiev ed any result. One day I received a letter from my wbe requesting that I would send her home sprue money. m fikfr iax) a bank and asked for a draft, at the time handing some money to pay for it, in which there were several half-dollars. The clerk pushed three to iiiO. “Counterfeit,” said he. “What ?’* said I, “do you mean to tell me those half-dollars are counter feit?” “I do.” "Are you certain ?” “Perfectly certain. They are re markably w 11 executed, but they are deficient in weight. See for your self.” And he placed one of them in the scales against a genuine half-dollar on the other side. The latter weigh ed down the former. •‘That is the best executed counter feit coin I ever saw in my life!” I exclaimed, examining them very closely. “Is all the counterfeit money in circulation here of the same char acter as this ?’’ “O, dear, no,” replied the clerk, “it is not nearly so well done. These are the work of Ned Willett, the fa mous New York counterfeiter. I know them well, for I have handled a great deal of it in my time. Here is some of the money that is in circula tion here,” he added, taking several half-dollars from a drawer. “You see the milling is not nearly as per fect as Ned Willett’s, although it is pretty well done, too.” I compared the two together, and found that he was right. I supplied the place of the three counterfeit half-dollars with good coin, and re turned the former to my pocket again. A few days after this I received in formation which caused me to take a journey to a village thirty miles from Chicago. I arrived there ai night and took up mv quarters at the only tavern in the place. It was a wretch ed dwelling, and kept by an old man and woman, the surliest couple I think it has ever been my iot to meat In answer to my inquiry as to wheth er I could have lodging there for the night, I noticed that the host gave a peculiar look at his wife, and after some whispering I was informed in the most ungracious manner possible that I could have a bed. The chamber was small in size, and was certainly well ventilated, for I could see the stars peeping through the roof. The bed was simply a bag of straw thrown into one corner of the room, without sueets or covering of any kind. I stood for more than an hour gazing out of th opening which serv ed as a window. Before me was spread an immense prairie, the limits of which I could Dot see. The tav ern in which I had taken up my abode appeared to bo isolated from ail other dwellings, and, save the croak of the tree frog and the hum of the locust not a sound reached my ears. It was a beautiful moonlight night, and so bright I could see to read the smallest print. At last 1 began to grow weary, aud throwing rnyst-lt on my pallet I was soon pin • ' and into a deep slumber. How long i slept I know not; but I was awakened by a dull sound, which resembled some oue hammering in the distance. I suppose it was the peculiarity of the sound which awoke me, for it, was by no means loud, but conveyed to mo the idea of someone striking iron wifcu a muffled hammer. I rose up from my bed and went to the window; the moon was low in the western horizon, by which fact I knew that it must be near morning. I put on my boots, the only article of attire I had discarded, and, cau tiously opening the door of ray cham ber noislessly descended the ricketty staircase. Afc w steps brought me into the lower apartments, which I found entirely deserted. I crept quietly to the door, aud unfastening it without the slightest noise, was soon in the moonlight. Not a soul was visible, but the sound continued, and grew much more distinct as I approached the place from whence it proceeded. At last I found myself before a long, low building, through tho crevices of which I could preceive a lurid glare issuing. I stooped down, looked through the keyhole, and, to my ex treme surprise, I saw half a dozen strong looking men with their coats off, and sleeves turned up, perform ing a variety of strange occupations. Some were working at a forge, others were superintending the casting of molds, and soma were engaged in the process of milling coin. In a moment the whole truth burst upon me. Here was Uio gang of counterfeiters I was in search of, aud tho landlord and his wife evidently belonged to the same band; for in oue corner I perceived them employed—-the man polishing off some half-dollar pieces., just turned from the molds, while the woman was packing the finished coin into rolls. I had seen enough, aud was aoout to return to my apartment again, when suddenly I felt a heavy hand placed on my shoulde", and turning my head round, to my horror, fouud myself in the grasp of as ill-looking; GAINESVILLE, GA„ FRIDAY MORNING, MARCH 14, 1879. a scoundrel as ever escaped the gal lows. “What are you doing, my good fel low?” he exclaimed, in a gruff voice, giving me a shake. “Taking a stroll by moonlight,” I replied endeavoring to maintain my presence of mind. “Well, perhaps you’ll just take a stroll in here, will you?”returned the ruffian, pushing open the door, and dragging me in after him. All the inmates of the barn imme diately stopped work, and rushed to ward us when they saw me. “Why, what’s this ?” they all ex claimed. “A loafer I found peeping out side,” said the man who had captur ed me. “He’s a traveler that came to the tavern to-night and asked for lodg ings; the last time I saw him he was safe in bed,” said the landlord. The men withdrew to a corner of the apartment, leaving one to keep guard over me. I soon saw they were in earnest consultation, and were evidently debating the impor tant question. The man keeping guard over me said nothing, but scowled fiercely. At last the discuss ion-seemed settled, for the blackest and dirtiest of the whole lot came forward, and, without ah’/ 'introduc tion, exclaimed: “I say, stranger, look here—you must die.’’ I did not move a muscle or utter a word. “You have found out our secret, and dead men tell no tales.” I was still silent. “We give you ten minutes to say your prayers, and also allow you the privilege of saying whether you will be hanged or shot ” Suddenly an idea struck me. I re membered something that might save my life. I burst into a violent fit of laughter, in fact it was hysteri cal, but they did not know that. They looked from one to the other in the greatest amazement. “Well, he takes it mighty cool, any how,” said one. “I suppose he does’nt think we are in earnest,” said another. “Come, stranger, you had better say your prayers,” said the man who had first spoken; “time flies.” My only reply was a fit of laughter more violent than the first. “The man’s mad !” they exclaimed. “Or drunk,” said some. “Well, boys,” I cried, speaking for the first time, “this is the best joke I ever seed. What, hang a pal?” “4 pal—you a pal?” “I aint nothing else,” was ray ele gant rejoinder. “Did you ever hear of Ned Wil lett?” I asked. “You may be certain of that. Aint he at the head of our profession?” ‘‘Well, then, I am Ned Willett.” “You Ned Willett!” they all exclaim ed. “You may bet your life on that,” I returned swaggering up to the corner where I had seen the old woman counting and packing the counterfeit half-dollars. Fortune favored me. None of the men present had ever seen Ned Wil lett, although his reputation was well known to them, and my swaggering insolent manner had somewhat thrown them off their guard, yet I could plainly see that all their doubts were not removed. “And yon call these things well done, do you?” I asked taking up a roll of the money. “Well, all I can say is that if you can’t do better than this, you had better shut up shop that’s all.” “Can you show us anything better?” asked one of the men. “I rather think I can. If I could n’t I’d go and hang myself.” “Let’s see it,” they all cried. This was my last coup, and one on which I knew my life depended. “Lookee here, gentlemen,” I ex claimed, taking one of the counterfeit half-dollars from my pocket which had been rejected at the bank, “here is my last job; what do you think of it?’’ it was passed from hand to hand, some saying it was no counterfeit and others saying it was. “How will yon prove that it is a counterfeit?” asked one of the men. “By weighing it with a genuine one,” I replied. This plan was immediately adopt ed, and it’s character proved. “Perhaps he got this by accident,” I heard one of the men whisper to another “Try these,” said I, taking the other two from my pocket. All their doubts now vanished. “Beautiful!” exclaimed some. “Splendid!” said others. When they had all examined it to their satisfaction they all of them cordially shook me by the hand, every particle of doubt having vanished from their mind3. I carried out my part well. Some questions were occasionally asked me involving some of the technicalities of the business; these, however, I avoided by stating that I was on a journey of pleasure, aud would much rather drink a glass of whiskey than answer ques tions. The whiskey was produced, and we made a night of it, and it was not until morning had dawned that we separated. The next day I returned to Chica go aud brought down the necessary assistance, and captured the whole gang of counterfeiters in the very act. This den was broken up forever, and most of them were condemned to serve a term in the State Prison. ‘A glass of wine,’said Sheridan, ‘encourages the thought which is slow to come, and when it comes it deserves a glass of wine as a reward.’ Let us add that if a man too often rewards the thought that is so slow in coming, it will hurry him to the station house at double quick. In our youth we gaze only upon the outer aud the fairer side of life’s patchwork, aud it appears to us to be a beautiful whole. In old age wo contemplate the other side, and are disappointed and disgusted with its ragged seams and its tawdry tags aud ends. ITle Priuce of Wales at Home. The Prince of Wales’ country house is a pretty two-mile drive from Wolverton, in Norfolk, through a quantity of young plantations in which the Prince takes much interest. On the left you pass a picturesque building called “The Folly,” fur nished with great taste, and where shooting parties lunch once or twice during the The entrance to Sandringham iiTarough the famous Norwich Gates, and so through a fine avenue of limes. The house is a model of comfort. The large hall which you enter on arriving is fitted up as a dining-, oom, with a piano forte, easy chairs, and two large writing-tables, at one of which the Prince usually writes his letters on his return from shooting. Behind the piano j are a quantity of toys for the children to amuse themselves with at the “children’s hour” after tea. Here at five o’clock the tea table is placed in the center of the hall, and is presided over by the Princess iu the loveliest of fcea-gownt. It is a pretty sight to see her sur rounded by her three little girls, who look like tiny fairies, and who run about to put letters in the large pillar-post box at one end of the hall. There are generally four or five large dogs to add to the cir cle. In this same hall the balls take place. The floor is excellent, and the music is upstairs in a gallery. At the balls the supper is served at a cumber of round tables, with one long one down the side of the room. At Christmas the hall looks like a bazaar, being then filled with the most costly and beautiful table, with a large Christmas tree in the center and objects all around the sides of the hall full of presents for the household and visitors. The Royal Highnesses arrange the presents all themselves, and no one is permitted to enter till tho evening. Some few years back the gentlemen of the household gave the Prince on his birthday a handsome weighing ma chine, which has ever since been honored with a conspicuous place in the corridor passing alongside the hall; and regularly during each par ty, generally after tea, the guests are requested to. como and be weighed, a proceeding to which some seriously object. They then in their own handwriting have to record the full details in a book kept specially for that purpose; they write then names, date, weight and costume worn at the time. Thus you read: Heavy walking-dress, tea-gown, vel wel dress—the heavy ones generally attribute some of the fault to the garments. It is an interesting book, containing as it does autographs of many long since passed away. The drawing-room is a particular,-- ly prsfety room, hT.I or j’orni f n , A. <*nd every available corner is filled with giguntic flower glasses full of Pampas grass and evergreens. Here the guests assemble before dinner. The dining-room out of this room. The dinner-table decorations are noted and are arranged by the gardener, whose taste i3 very good. The bowl ing alley, in close proximity to the billiard-room, is most popular. The Princess plays well, while those who have no taste this way sit in the lit tle ante-room, comfortably furnished with two long, low settees and rock ing-chairs, and from which you com mand a good view of the game. Out of the drawieg-room on th op posite of the dining-room is a small sitting-room fitted with book-cases. Beyond this is the Prince’s own room, quite fall of beautiful things. Here he and the Princess have always breakfast, and hero on the 9th of December are laid out all the numer ous birthday presents. Of the Prin cess’ private apartments upstairs it will suffice to say that a prettier room than Her Royal Highness’ own boudoir or sitting-room was never seen. All the visitors’ rooms are perfect, nor are the servants’ comfort neglected. Immediately after tea and coffee (when there is a party staying in the house) the Princess sits down to her whist in the small room leading out of the drawing-room, and the Prince adjourns to the bowl-alley, where two little boys, attired iu appropri ate costume, are in attendance to send back the heavy balls and set up the bowls. The gardens are of considerable extent, and the Princess’ dairy is a thing of beauty, with a lovely room luxuriously furnished for tea parties. The usual Sunday afternoon walk, with all the guests, household and children, comprises vistis to the gar dens, the dairy, the farm and the kennels, and always finishes up with the stables. The company consists of very much the same set each year, with occasional additions of foreign ers. There are also generally one or two very good whist players. How to Cook a Husband, The first thing to be done is to catch him. Having done so, the mode of cooking him so as to make a good dish is as follows: Many a good husband i3 spoiled in the cook ing. Some women keep them con stantly in hot water, while others freeze them with conjugal coldness; some smother them with hatred and contention, and still others keep them in pickle all their lives. These women always serve them up with tongue sauce. Now it is not to be supposed that husbands will be ten der aud good if treated this way, but they are, on the contrary, very deli cious when managed as follows: Get a large jar, called the jar of careful ness, (which all good housewives have on hand,) place your husband in it and set him near the fire of con jugal love; let the fire be pretty hot, especially let it be clear; above all, let the heat be constant; cover him over with affection: garnish him with the spice of pleasantry; and if you add kisses and other confections, let them be accompanied with a sufficient portion of secrecy, mixed with pru dence and moderation. Never get into debt. A man who owes nothing can never fail. SMALJL BITS. "HV Va i i'oas Kinds Carelessly thrown To. getlier. V He who loves little, suffers least; he who loves many, suffers most; while He who loved all, was cruci #d. - 1 California raisins are improving in quality and increasing in quantity, ard in time will largely displace for eign dried fruits. Alcohol was invented by an Ara bian over nine hundred years ago, 'nd people have been drinking his halth ever since. A man seldom shows improvement until he has found himself; and in this sense, if in no other, the major ity of mankind are lost. Have the courage to speak your inind when it is necessary to do so, aTid hold your tongue when it is prudent that you should do so. Hearts have windows, and they qjjould be kept open at all times, that Lie glad sunshine of all that is true a’ud beautiful in this life may enter and abide therein. A petition has been presented in the Alabama legislature, signo and by hundreds of Presbyterians, praying far a law prohibiting the running o f railroad trains on tho Sabbath. A couple of Western young men accidentally exploded five pounds of powder. The side of the building they were in was blown away, but the young men being drunk, escaped injury. Good resolutions are an honor to every heart that may form them. Bat that honor takes to itself anew luster, and that heart is nobler still when these good resolutions are not broken. ‘Nature is full of poetry,’ exclaims an enthusiastic magazine writer.— This reminds Brother Eidielberger tnjG, there is a mighty close resem blance between nature and his waste paper basket. Some wicked wretch has said that woman needs no eulogist, for she speaks for herself.” If one met the author of the remark, his abiding faith in the truth of the assertion would undoubtedly be intensified. The Detroit Free Press gives cur rency to the story that an Oshkosh girl went back on her lover because he was so bow-legged she couldn’t sit in his lap. The narrator must have been drawing the long bow. t Chicago is the coldest city in the United States. —Detroit Free Press. Some eight years ago, it will bo remembered, Chicago was the hottest city in the United States. Chica goans prefer the cold. —Norristown Mtrald. One of the brightest little sons residing on James street hill saw his father fixing the billiard table with a spirit level. After the old man had finished the job he remarked : ‘Now, pa, see if my head’s level. —Syracuse Standard. “Ah, yes,” said Mrs. Partington, some years ago on February 22d, as she watched the military pass by, “ah, yes, Washington is dead, and tho worst of it is that his mantle piece don’t seem to have fallen on any man iiving.” A horrible affair happened on Y— street the other day. A gentleman put ou lubber shoes for the first time in his life, and not being able to hear himself step, thought he was paralyzed ; he had to be carried home in a state of semi-idocy. The mule is a disappointing animal’ One fell down a shaft in Maryland eighty-five feet deep. Every oue said, ‘That mule’s dead,’ but it was hoisted up uninjured and walked away, and ju3t as every one said, ‘That mule’s not hurt.,’ it laid down and died. It is the narrow-edged men—tho men of single and intense purpose, who steel their souls against all things else—who accomplish the hard work of the world, and who are everywhere in demand when hard work is to bo done. Patience has its charms as well as its reputed virtue. The charm is in its cheerfulness ; toe virtue in its quiet fortitude to wait and trust. One adds to the other’s beauty, just as a moonbeam resting upon a placid sea adds to the beauty of the peace ful waters. (Mrs. Drinkwater’s lady friends had come up to the vicarage to take a cup of tea and to talk over the subject of social reform. Mrs. D. was speaking fluently about the drinking habits of the villager/ 1 , when auntie directed Mrs D’s. at tention to the front garden, where Master D., aged 9, was turning somersaults iu the snow.) —Mrs. D. (rushing excit9dly to the window ) “Nurse ! girl! what is that dear boy doing out there in the snow without ir's shoes and stockings?’ Nurse: “Please, ma’am, ha says he wants to catch a proper cold and cough, then he’il be like auntie, and have a jolly ’ot glass of whisky before he goes to bed, ma’am.”— Fun. A son of Maine, who went West in early youth, and has there at tained wealth and an honorable po sition, returned last summer to visit his old home. At the village store he saw an old man whom he had known in his younger days. He ac costed him, but was not recognized. “So you don’t remember me,” he said; “I am-Johu R “You!” exclaimed the old man, “you don’t mean to tell me that you are Johu R ?” “I certainly am,” said the visitor, shaking him by the hand, “and I’m very glad to see you again.” “Well,” persisted the old man, “I never did. To think that this is you They tell me you’ve grown awful rich, John.” John admitted that he had “saved something.” “And they say you’re the president of a railroad, aud get a big salary.” Again John had to admit that rumor spoke truth. “I’m glad on it, my boy! It beats all what sarcumstances and cheek will do for a man.” I Wisli He Had Lived. The other day when a burly big driver of a cart backed his vehicle up to tne alley gate of an old house in Detroit to dump out half a ton of coal, some children came out. of the side door, and the driver beckoned them near and said: “Last time I was here one of the wheels crushed a bit of a dog bi-ioug ing to one of you. I heard a great crying out, but I can’t be stopping to look out for dogs on the street.” The children made no reply, but as they watched him unload the cart they wondered if he had little chil dren of his own, aud if he ever spoke kindly to them. He may have felt the burden of their thoughts, for suddenly he looked up and said: “Well, I own I’m a bit sorry, and being as I knew as I was coming up, I brought along an o 1 ange to give to the child who owned the dog. Which of you is it?” “The dog belonged to little lame Billy in that house there,” answered a girl. “It was all the dog he ever had, and when you killed it he cried himself almost to death. He didn’t never have any plaything but that little dog.” “Aud will you take him this or ange ?” “I can’t, sir, ’cos he’s dead, and they’re coming to take him to the graveyard pretty soon.” The driver looked up and down, seemed to ponder the matter, and then he crossed to the other house. The little coffin and its burden was in the front room, and two or three old women were wipiug away their tears and talking in low tones. The driver put his hand on the closed coffin and said: “I didn’t know it was his dog—l didn’t know he was lame and sick. God forgive me if I made sorrow for him!” The vehicle sent to convey the body to the cemetery drove up at that moment, aud tne burly big man continued: “If he was alive I’d buy him any thing he could ask. I can do nothing now but carry him softly out.” He gently took up the coffin in his stout arms and carried it out, his eyes moist and Lis lips quivering and when he had placed it in the vehicle he looked up at the driver in a be seeching way, and whispered: “Drive slow; drive slow! He was a poor little lame boy !” The driver wondered, but he moved away slowly, aad the coal cartman stood in the center of the street, aad anxiously watched till he was off the cobblestones. Then as ho turned to his own vehicle he said: “I didn’t mean to, but I wish he had lived to forgive me !”—Detroit Free Press. Due!. A good deal has lately been heard of the progress of female emancipation in Russia but it is somewhat of a novelty to find the Rusian ladies figuring in the character of duellists, as was the case not long since with two belles of Petigorst, a well-known fashionable resort on the northern slope of the Caucasus. A dispute arose between the rival beauties, springsng out of the attentions paid to each in turn by a handsome young cavalry officer quartered in the neigh borhood. The quarrel ran so high that one of the Amazons at length dispatched her maid to the other with a formal challenge, which was instantly accepted. The belligerents met without seconds in a lonely place outside the town, each armed with a brace of loaded pistols. Before, however, they had even taken up their respective positions, the trembling of the one lady’s hand caused her pistol to explode prematurely, sending a bullet through the dress of the other, who shrieked and fell down in a swoon. The assailant, frightened out of her wits, flung away her weapon, and rushed to raise the supposed corpse; but her ungrateful antagonist, recov ering her senses as suddenly as she had lost them,clutched her by the hais with one hand, while boxing her ears with the other in the most energetic style. The firing having now ceased, the battle proceeded hand to hand. Locks of hair, ribbons, and shreds of clothing flew in every direction, and but for the timely advent of three or four policemen the affray might have ended like the somewhat similar com bat of the Kilkenny cats. The milita ry Lothario’s only remark on hearing the story was,“lt’s lucky they took to clawing each other instead of me.” The immense extent of intemper ance among our business ranks, says a New York correspondent, has startled thinking men with deep alarm. The habit has reached such an extreme as to threaten general destruction, and hence the present deep consciousness of the need of reform. To place a young man, indeeed, in the New York business community, is to subject him to fearful temptation, since the motto of the day seem3to be “every body drinks.” The new temperance movement is intended to meet this appalling danger. Hence the pledge is not to drink during busi ness hours, and also neither to give nor accept “treats.” It is also proposed that some drinks be provded which are not of an intoxicating nature. This recalls the fact that there was a time when the word “coffee-house ” was a reality. At present, however, it is synonymous with barroom. Perhaps New York business men, like the mer chants and wits of London in old times may eventually limit themselves to coffee and tea but before this can be done the fierce excitment which marks their operations must be abated. There must be a nerve scenter somewhere in the nose.— Wheeling Lead er. Matrimonial Bliglit. Sometimes when the blighted be ihg puts forth its marriage as the cause of its melancholy, no one knows why it should. The run of things as the world sees them is smooth enough; why, then should that wrethed woman go about like the concentration of despair ? Her husband is really a very nice fellow, and whatever flaws he may have, his demerits were all known before marriage. Why, then, act and look as if they were things which have grown since, and which were not in the bargain when it was made? And again, why should that dis agreeable little peculiarity —this un pleasant little characteristic—spoil the rest of his good qualites, and make her life wertched because he is not perfect all through? The same may be said of men who make, at times, so much account of this or that unpleasant trait in their wives, though counterbalanced bjr such ster ling excellencies. Mon, however, seldom let themselves be so utterly crushed by an unhappy marriage as do the weaker, less reasonable sex. If their home is uncomfortable they keep out of it as much as they can; and when in it do the best possible to minimise the misfortune contained in the shrew or the slattern. Women, poor souls, cannot do this so much. So far fate and custom are hardest on the weaker sort; but for all that, even an unhappy marriage has its ameliorations in duty and occupation of which wise women take advantages, and blighted beings do not. One can understand that marriage should contain a blight, even when one does not understand how or why. There are mysteries of uncongeniality which do not come to the surface, but which are quite sufficient to de stroy all happiness; and a socia woman married to a recluse, a shy one to a showy boaster, an honorable soul to a dishonorable, a generous to a mean, and so on, may account for blight, if even then you think a little philosophy tire better thing. ‘‘Every Time I Slipit Heem Back.” Foreigners who come to this coun try have generally heard the praises of the American oyster sounded long before their advent, and are, as a rule, anxious to test its merits at the earliest possible moment. They used to tell of a Frenchman who, within an hour after landing, was seated in a well-known down-town oyster saloon, with a dozen huge “saddlerocks” before him. By dis secting them with knife and fork he had managed to dispose of two or three of the smaller ones, when a native came in, seated himself oppo site him at the table, and attacked a dozen of particularly large and fat oysters American fashion. The Frenchman looked on in astonish ment as they disappeared one by one and at length leaned and said hurri edly: “You schwallow them whole?” “Certainly/’ said his companion eat ing another. “And you can schwallow heem whole?” persisted the Frenchman, pointing to a mam oth specimen on his own plate. “Cer tainly,” said the American, “pass it over here.” The plate was pushed across the table, and the American, after a due application of lemon juice took it down at a gulp. “Mon Dieu!” exclaimed the Frenchman, “I nevare did see. I try to schwallow heem one, two, three time; every time I shpit heem back.” The feel ings of the American need not be de scribed. A Good oue on the Railroad Roys. A more genial set than the rail-road boys never lived, and they are as well noted for their great energy shrew 1- ness and business tact. The various competing lines at Atlanta are repre sented by the very sharpest of this class, and woe to the “greeny ” who happens to fall in their way for he will get confused; he will hardly know where he is bound for. Asa case in point, a little Dutchman, northward bound, was approached by a repre sentative of the great Ivennesaw route, the advantages of that route, as scenery, fine coaches, cheap rates, quick time and other inducements were held out in an eloquent manner to which the traveler had listened and had concluded to buy a ticket. The agent had scarcely left him when ho was met by one of the officers of the splendid Air-Line route, who painted all of the advantages of his road in glowing colors; and added, “It is 200 miles and five hours shor ter travel. The little Dutchman was greatly perplexed, and as soou as the first agent left him, the Kennesaw man made him another speech, but “Dutchy” put a quietus to matters in bhort order by saying, “Oh, don’t podder me; py tarn I’sh going by dot Yind line.” He was so confused he couldn’t think of “Air-Line,” but he knew it was some thing connect ed with wind. A San Francisco woman wrote to the Post: “My husband knocks me down with a chair or something every few hours and last week locked me up in the cellar while he went shooting. When he returned, after five days absence,he released me with the remark, ‘Great God? ain‘t you dead yet?‘ Yesterday I detected him putting arsenic in my tea. What shall Ido abont it!“ To which the Post replied: “You must win your husband by kindness. Hiding behind the door or under the bed will only make him worse. Plait your hair like a handle so that he can drag you around the floor more easily, and work him a satin-quilted club-holder to hang on the bedpost. The great thing is the proud consciousness of having performed your duty. Do this and all will be well in ten or fifteen I years.“ RATES OF ADVERTISING. Transient advertisements will be inserted at SI.OO per square for first, and 50 cents for subse quent insertions. Large sproe and long time wi'l receive liberal deduction, Legal advertisements at established rates and rules. Bills due upon first appearance of advertisement unless otherwise contracted for. NEWS IN GENERAL.. Spain has anew ministry with Gen. Campos at the head. The English house of commons has just killed a bill in favor of fe male suffrage. Hon. Elihu Burritt, of New York, philanthropist, reformer and philolo gist, is dead. The Lincolnton (N. C.) News says John Whitener, of Catawba county, has a hair growing in one of fiiis teeth. Twenty-five men pleaded guilty to aiding in a cock-fight at Cincinnati, Ohio, and were fined from $5 to $l5O each. An election to fill the vacancy in congress caased by the death of rep resentative Schleicher, has been or dered for the 15th of next month. One of the largest roosts of pig eons probab’y in the world is in Grayson county, Texas. It is said to be 18 miles wide, 40 miles long, and contains millions of birds. John Sharpies, an ex-policeman of New O leans, was shot dead on the street: on the Bth, for insulting a lady. John R. Clay, a prominent broker, committed suicide the same day. NO. 11. Now that Patterson’s term as senator has expired, South Carolina has magnanimously sent him a letter granting him full pardon and obliv ion for any indictment pending against him in that State. Edmund R. Ingalls is treasurer of the tower of Candia, N. 11. Last week two robbers entered his house and bound and gagged him, after which they stole $3,700 in money, his watch and some jewelry. The French republic certainly has a trying time of it. It has hardly got through the ordeal of electing a new ministry before the news comes that a vote of impeachment has been recorded and the work will have to be done over. An inhuman step-mother in Clay county, Ivy., by a system of horrid cruelties, tortured and finally killed the little 9 year old daughter of her husband, Marion Deering, a short time since. The murderess is in prison and will probably hang. A young man named Curtis, a clerk in a shoe-store in Richmond, Va., was killed last week by a Mr. Paindexter. The cause of the homi cide was the use of insulting lan guage about a Miss Cottrell’s feet, while she was purchasing a pair of shoes. Princess Louise Margstret, niece of Emperor William, gave a farewell reception in Berlin on the 4th. She has started for England, to be wedded to Prince Arthur, Duke of Connaught. The marriage was celebrated at Windsor, yesterday, the 13th. It is stated that elegantly engraved cards are . circulating at the demo cratic club in New York, inviting the holder to a grand ball in Washington City on the evening of March 4, 1881, in honor of the inauguration of Samuel J. Tildon as Presideut of the United States. The venerable missionary, the Rev. Cephas Bennett, who went to Burmah fifty years ago, writes to his brother in Utica that more than one hundred thousand tracts and twenty five thousand Bibles aud testaments have been distributed among the Burmese during the past year. For several nights in succession attempts were made to burn the city of Columbus, Ohio, by firing stables and other houses. The people became alarmed and a public meet ing was held to institute measures to catch the incendiaries. Extra police were added and a close watch is be ing kept throughout the city. Mr. Gladstone, although he has passed his sixth-ninth birthday, wields the axe with great force, and is more than a match, as a walker, for active and alert men twenty years younger than he. Gout and rheumatism have no terrors for this busy man, and one of his most inti mate friends used to say that won derful as is his mind, it is nothing to his body.’ The return of the Hon. Zachariah Chandler to active politics, recalls the last speech which he made be fore his retirement. It referred to the present occupant of the White House, and was a3 follows: “Why, the damned fool would’nt have been President at all but for me; it was I that gave him the votes of South Carolina, Florida and Louisiana.”— N. Y. Sun. Yesterday an ex-member of the Stock Exchange (Robert M. Martin,) who ten years ago was a millionaire, or very near it, and who in his pros perous days gave SIOO,OOO at ono time to the New York churches, stood at the bar of the special sess ions and heard the voice of a judge sentencing him for the theft of a coat aud shirt to five days in the city prison.— N. Y. Sun, lsf. The Sun says a young woman mar ried an old widower in Tannerviile, Ga., and soon fell in love with his son, who was about her own age. The matter was fully discussed by the trio, and all agreed that it would be better for her to become the wife of the son. The transfer was amica ble made by means of a divorce. Since then, the old man has married his ex-wife’s mother and the re-ar ranged family is harmonious and happy. A locksmith in the English mid land counties has just been sent to jail for brutally beating his wife This enterprising gentleman forced his wife to sleep on the floor in or der that his racing dog might occupy her place in the bed, and his four legged pet was regaled on joints of beef, while his wife and children were starving. The unreasonable woman complained, and the outraged husband beat her within an inch of her life.